Gu Bichen, just as everyone imagined, gave a distant nod and left directly without even glancing at Yu Ruohuan.
The façade has been torn apart.
Yu Ruohuan, though thick-skinned, kept smiling elegantly and gracefully. Yet, in the eyes of onlookers, that smile resembled a venomous snake coiled to strike, sending chills down their spines.
Jing Zhan and Wen Wan, who were standing beside Yu Ruohuan, exchanged glances but didn't dare utter a word.
Whenever Yu Ruohuan passed by, the socialites instinctively took a step back, lowered their heads slightly, and showed wary deference.
This eldest daughter was someone they couldn't afford to provoke; avoidance was the only option.
Yu Ruohuan glanced at the Cold Moon Building in front of her and clicked her tongue. "The Leng family really went all out, didn't they? Seems like this illegitimate child is quite valued."
